Grandeur by shaunaleaj

Grandeur

“When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze,

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.”

(365project2021/photo15)
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